Climbing away

We joined up with the inimitable Mr. Mike, midways between Grand Junction and Durango. We commenced the climbing of bicycles.

That led to rapid gain of elevation, as that is the only way to go in the San Juans. The faster to treeline the better.

Selling it, or actual …. [Continue reading]

Moments end

Eszter got a new Salsa pony! We hemmed and hawed about where to take her for the maiden voyage. Both of us were pretty fried from two six hour days riding with Jeny in the high country. Neither of us had had enough high country time (as if ‘enough’ is possible), but neither …. [Continue reading]

Engineering

Jeny came to town for the long weekend, and it was our solemn responsibility to take her on the best ride we could dream up.

So we climbed Engineer Mountain on singletrack. A few thousand feet to climb with no warmup. Perfect.

My legs responded 10 times better than last time, confirming …. [Continue reading]

Destroying a leg

It all came together perfectly.

BLM increased the flow in the Gunnison Gorge to simulate a spring runoff.

Kurt was wrapping up his big tour in Durango.

Mike dropped me an email. Packraft the Gunni Gorge, tomorrow?

I dropped Kurt a text – want to float the Gunni Gorge tomorrow? He was somewhere up …. [Continue reading]

Pointing at maps

We were overdue for a big ride or two. High time for a bikepack. Psyches aching for some adventure. Knees still aching, but good enough.

So we took the map down to the Animas River, and started waving our fingers at it. It was almost too easy to come up with a loop that was …. [Continue reading]